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Homework is easy. If you are a teacher, give your class more homework.

Homework is easy because third grade is the easiest grade in the world. I already know this stuff because I learned algebra in 1st grade at Montessori School of Louisville. Spelling is easy because you copy it down on a sheet. We don’t even have gifted homework.

The only homework that is hard is science because it’s longer and you have to write more sentences. You have write stuff you read in the book about pollution. If I were the Homework King, I would throw it out and do science, rather than write.

I like social studies because you learn about people. Social studies is easy because you don’t write as much.

Writing is a little hard, too because you have to write a lot of words, a lot of adjectives and a lot of nouns. We don’t have writing homework. If we did, it would probably be the only homework that’s hard.

If my teachers gave me more homework, I would want all of the subjects. I want harder homework. I want it to be challenging.

The whole point of this blog is to have harder homework. I really do want it.

My very, very fat cat is the prettiest, most chubbiest cat in the whole wide world.

She’s almost 4. Cats get old at the age of 10. They die at the age of 14. We have about 10 years until she passes away. I’ll be just moving out of the house and driving to Georgia Tech with a new cat.

If you look at her very closely, she looks like a pumpkin. For Halloween, she should have been a live pumpkin. She’s on a diet food to make her thinner, which makes her hungry. She meows all night long.

She’s a calico cat with blue eyes. She used to be white with black dots. Now, she’s white with dull lines of black and beige.

She cares about me because I torture her all day but she still comes to my bed and sleeps with me.